Luyện nghe bài hát GREEDMAN

Greedman, so
Greedman, I think you've lost mind
You're nothing but a landmine in the fields of
You call successful
You yourself untouchable
You see yourself
But the mirror says
Looking very we see you're a clown
All dressed looking real fake always putting others

to my reason
There's no room left for
There's just a few more left for the kill
do anything for dollars
Kill for power
Do everything to shower you colleagues strain
And when it's all over all of you be sucked under
You better run for cover 'cause there's nowhere left to

You make lie
for a dollar
But ten will come back in your final hour
And when all over a third will be sucked
The rest be nestled with shelters of sand
All you care about is
All you care is glory
All you care is that dirty, filthy cash



Greedman, alright...